Chapter Three Hundred and One After the Five Turbidities, the Daoist
"From ten years old, the lifespan increases by one in a hundred years until it reaches eighty-four thousand years, and then decreases by one in a hundred years until it reaches ten years. Such an increase and decrease is a small kalpa, and twenty small kalpas is a medium kalpa. When the experience is completed, live
, badness, emptiness, and the four middle kalpas are one great kalpa, which is the time for the destruction of the world.”
In the Hell of Ten Confusions, a red-faced monk squinted his eyes slightly, seemingly awake but not awake, and was talking eloquently.
An auspicious cloud rose above his head, and above the auspicious cloud was filled with countless clear lights, like a dream. Around the red-faced monk, there were about a thousand golden lamps hanging beside him, illuminating all wisdom and brightness.
Bai Shu sat respectfully at the bottom, listening to the red-faced monk's narration, with a thoughtful expression on his face.
"However, there are four catastrophes in the world, namely creation, dwelling, destruction and emptiness. They combine into one to reduce the great catastrophe of destruction and destroy countless sentient beings. But do you know that in this martial arts practice, there are also catastrophes?"
Wuhuai stretched out his hand and pointed at Baizhu, "Try to tell me something."
"Leaving aside the fetal breath, there is no difficulty. As for practicing the acupoints..."
Bai Shu originally wanted to brush it off. After all, he had never experienced any of these so-called disasters, nor did he understand the difficulties involved. However, after thinking about it, he chose to answer honestly.
"Training the orifice opens up the profound entrances inside and outside the body and wears down the mind. In the Yangfu realm, you need to overcome the tribulation of inner demons. In the Vajra realm, it is difficult to achieve good qualities. As for the life treasure..."
Bai Shu hesitated for a moment, then leaned down and replied respectfully, "The treasure of life is the five turbidities."
Unpretentious.
The person in front of him who was teaching Zen was surprisingly the real teacher of Baizhu, Fengshan Temple Wuhuai.
The last time we met was in Fengshan, Zhongli County.
At that time, Bai Shu was still working as a young monk in the temple, without so many complications and inexplicable troubles.
Even the cultivation level is only in the second realm, and the Niwan Palace has not even been opened yet.
Wuhuai, on the other hand, is a twilight king whose life is approaching and is just waiting to die of old age.
This time, when they met in the Ten Jue Prison, the two of them were completely different.
One was born out of calamity, successfully attained the fifth realm in the South China Sea, and his dying life was greatly extended, becoming a veritable martial arts master in the world. The other, on the other hand, achieved the perfect Vajra realm and reached the same level as his teacher.
Entry of the same year.
Today's meeting really surprised Baizhu in the hell.
After escaping from the disaster in Nanhai, Wu Huai's whereabouts have been unpredictable. Sometimes he is in Western Chu and sometimes in Nanhai. Unexpectedly, he returned to Jingang Temple again, and the position of abbot of Fengshan Temple has long been officially returned to Xu.
Yan was granted the seal by the palm elder Ranshu himself and received his title.
Things change in the blink of an eye...
"The five turbidities hidden in life are the greatest calamities." Wu Huai, who was under Xiangyun Ding, nodded slightly and agreed, "I just don't have enough foundation and dare not open up the tribulations. That's why I have been trapped in Vajra for these years."
There are five turbidities in life: turbidity of vision, turbidity of worries, turbidity of living beings, and turbidity of life.
Wuhuai was trapped by the calamity at the beginning of the five turbidities for hundreds of years. He waited hard but never got the light. It was not until he went to the South China Sea that he finally saw the prospect.
"The turbidity of calamity, turbidity of seeing, turbidity of worries, turbidity of sentient beings, and turbidity of life. If these five turbidities are eliminated, this is the right path for human beings and immortals!"
Wu Huai spoke eloquently: "The calamity is the calamity of time and destiny. Once the calamity is opened, the life span of the whole body will be lost rapidly. It cannot be stopped. The calamity cannot be broken. Even if you have infinite supernatural powers and infinite magic power, you will still be reduced to a skeleton."
heap."
"Seeing the turbidity, although this calamity is the easiest of the five turbidities, as long as the foundation is deeper, it can be passed easily, but this turmoil can also be said to be the one with the deepest and most dangerous consequences."
When he said this, Wu Huai stopped talking. The red-faced monk shrouded in the golden sky lantern suddenly stretched out his hand, pointed in the distance, and gestured to Bai Shu.
"Look at him."
Bai Shu didn't understand why and turned around, he saw Chen Zhu sitting on a mat wearing a high crown on the distant peak, holding a scroll of scripture in his hand, with a square and solemn face.
Sensing Bai Shu's gaze, this crazy man turned around, smiled kindly at Bai Shu, and nodded.
"Have you met Chen Jizi?"
"I've seen it."
"how?"
"He is a handsome man with elegant taste." Bai Shu thought about it for a moment and replied, "According to my disciples, he is indeed a man of the world."
"The Chen Zhu of the past is the Chen Jizi of today, and to some extent, even worse. After all, Chen Jizi lost to you, and Chen Zhu has never lost in the same realm in his life."
A trace of sadness flashed in Wu Huai's eyes, and he said calmly:
"He was born in a very high family and was a direct descendant of the Chen family in Luojiang. Once he got used to it, he was a natural swordsman. When he was thirteen years old, Chen Zhu explained that he was looked down upon by Confucian scholars from the Lezheng lineage, and even the orthodoxy of our country was
The whole lineage of Wang Xiang of the Northern Wei Dynasty all praised Chen Zhu's talent and learning."
"By the age of twenty-seven, all the Spring and Autumn Academy in the south of Xushan Mountain had read the books compiled by Chen Zhu. At the age of sixty-five, the Confucian scholars in Western Chu almost regarded Chen Zhu as the Taoist leader of the Lezheng lineage...
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"It's me who compiles, interprets innate phenomena, and annotates the Thirty-Six Classics -"
On the mountain peak, Chen Zhu turned around with a smile and said proudly
"It was I who settled the orthodox dispute between Dale Zheng and Xiao Lezheng. It was I who opened a new world for Confucianism!"
"Old Chen likes to tell jokes. Even after being imprisoned for hundreds of years, he still hasn't changed."
Wuhuai glanced at Chen Zhu lightly and said to Bai Shu, "Be kind to others, sacrifice yourself and serve others, and be willing to take others for good... He killed countless people and turned countless people into his own blood sea, but
Before that, Chen Zhu, he was indeed an out-and-out gentleman, his behavior was upright and there was nothing to criticize."
"Xu Ming." Wu Huai looked at Bai Shu, "Do you know why he turned into such a ghost?"
"Seeing the turbidity?"
"It's just the turbidity of view!" Wu Huai shouted in a low voice and shook his head. "Thoughts are no longer pure, right and wrong are confused, and there is no distinction between black and white. Poor Chen Zhu, who claims to be a talented man, has fallen into turbidity of view. It's ridiculous!"
"The conflicts in the world all depend on people. I have nothing to laugh about."
On the distant peak, Chen Zhu shook his head and retorted seriously, "The classics of sages cannot educate sentient beings. As long as people live, they will never be satisfied. Wealth, fame, status... they create endless chaos. The weak move towards high positions, and the high ones move toward high positions."
A higher position, never ending, never ending. Wu Huai, I was right."
"Kill them all, and there will be no distinction between superiority and inferiority, no honor or inferiority, no dignity or inferiority!"
The man with the high crown stood up and looked over from a long distance. Every word was as heavy as iron.
"This is the true unity of the world!"
There was a faint sound of thunder, and many prisoners in the prison looked sideways with different expressions.
"Silly batch."
Xie Min pulled the chicken leg and made a vague comment. When Chen Zhu turned his eyes to him, the short-bearded middle-aged man was startled again and lowered his head.
"Do you see clearly? This is the power of Jian Zhuo. Even if his cultivation level is higher than mine, he will continue to be so crazy for the rest of his life."
Wu Huai smiled and said, "You should be very careful in your future cultivation of life treasure!"
Bai Shu quickly leaned to the ground and signaled that he had remembered.
After seeing turbidity, there is turbidity of worries, turbidity of living beings, and turbidity of life.
The turbidity of worries refers to greed, anger, ignorance, pride, and doubt, which are the five poisons of the mind. These five poisons destroy people's Zen mind and destroy their wisdom roots, but they are silent and difficult to detect. The turbidity of living beings refers to the evil of all dharma that arises in the heart.
, as for fate...
Wu Huai didn't say much about fate. The final catastrophe at the critical moment between humans and immortals has always been difficult to fathom. Even he himself didn't know where to start.
"You must advance to the fifth realm as soon as possible. The scenery here is truly indescribable!"
Surrounded by golden sky lanterns, Wu Huai lamented, "People often say that the three realms are as far apart as the abyss of heaven. The Vajra realm is not yet real. It was only when I got to Mingzang that I saw the vastness of heaven and earth clearly for the first time."
"Xu Ming, I'm hundreds of years too late, you have to be faster!"
After the five turbidities, one can transform from ordinary life to immortality.
The sixth realm is the current pinnacle of humanity, and it is also the land of gods.
Bai Shu looked at the various visions accompanying Wu Huai, such as auspicious clouds, sky lanterns, etc., and was speechless.
"The fifth realm is already close to the Tao, and is no longer a human being. That's why the five turbidities are so weird." Sensing Bai Shu's gaze, Wu Huai pointed to the auspicious clouds above his head, and said with a smile at the golden lamp beside him.
"These visions are all the result of my achievements in this life. It's just that I haven't practiced enough as a teacher, so I can't make them hide their whereabouts."
Afterwards, they talked for a long time, and the two of them made a tacit agreement not to mention the matter of Wuming's reincarnation.
It seems that they are still in Fengshan Temple, still in Baye Palace, still the ordinary little monk and the majestic red-faced monk.
Rows of bald monks stood on the left and right, and wild boar Xiaohua squatted outside the palace, staring eagerly.
One is talking.
The other one is listening.
"Your brother, he has become a cloth merchant. When I passed by Fenyin a few days ago, I saw him from a distance. He has become a lot more prosperous."
Before leaving, Wuhuai said to Baizhu, "His business has grown so much that even Zhongli has his semicolon."
"Tie Zhu has always wanted to do business. He originally wanted to open a bun shop, but he didn't expect that he would now become a cloth merchant."
Bai Shu lowered his head and smiled softly, "That's a good thing. Congratulations to him."
"Teacher, thank you for teaching me Zen." Bai Shu fell to the ground and was speechless for a while. "The kindness of preaching and receiving karma will never be forgotten by my disciples."
"No, it's actually me—"
Wuhuai spread his hands, and hanging beside him were hundreds of golden lamps, adding a bit of majestic brightness to the ever-dark Prison of Ten Confusions, and the candles illuminated them for thousands of miles.
Shortcut.
This is the Taoist body of the fifth realm.
"It's me who accepts your love."
The auspicious clouds rise and divide the dark red sky of the hell into a corridor. Wuhuai steps on the clouds, and his figure is illuminated by the golden lamp, like the red-faced Buddha in the Incense Hall.
"teacher."
When he was about to escape from the prison, a voice suddenly sounded from the Niwan Palace. Wuhuai turned his head. A young man in white clothes and a white crown stood at the top of the peak, his big sleeves fluttering. He had grown into a young man's face, but there was a gap between his eyebrows.
It also has a bit of boyishness.
"teacher."
Wu Huai saw Bai Shu leaning over and bowing from afar, "Teacher, what is your wish?"
wish?
Wuhuai was slightly startled and fell silent for a moment.
Fengshan Temple, Jiamen, Qingjian Pavilion, Red Dragon Heart Sutra... He had too many things that he couldn't let go of, but at the moment when he was about to leave, Wu Huai was suddenly speechless and couldn't say a word.
"Please take a look for me -"
After a long period of silence, above the sky, the red-faced monk suddenly burst into laughter. His voice was as loud as thunder, making the prison of hell rumble.
"I am no longer capable, so I will let you look at the scenery ahead for me and see what kind of world is above the immortals!"
The laughter rumbled and echoed throughout the heaven and earth, rolling over every inch of the land heavily. Xie Min had a headache and covered his ears, grinning from the shock.
When he raised his head again, he saw the man at the top of the mountain leaning down to worship, with a dull expression.
"I will, teacher."
Amidst the wild laughter, Baizhu lowered his head and said softly, "Let me see the scenery on your behalf..."
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"Your Fa conference is just a few days away, why don't we go out?"
Xie Min covered his ears that were about to be deafened by the laughter, and walked up the mountain with a twist. Behind him, he followed Jiang Zhong, who looked awkward.
Facts have proved that no one can refuse sugar-coated bullets, especially this sugar-coated one, which is too sweet.
After Jiang Zhong hesitated for a few sticks of incense, he made the decision and chose to become the wings of Bai Shu.
"Let's go out and have a look. I'm tired of staying in the hell." Xie Min, who was already impatient, complained, "Let's go outside and get some fresh air."
"... When I was in Fenyin, I thought it would be great if I could escape from slavery. After the zombie explosion, although I was happy, I just wanted to live with Tiezhu and the others..."
The young man in white clothes and crown spoke calmly. His face was so calm and indifferent that Jiang Zhong couldn't believe it. He couldn't tell that the person in front of him was the same person who held his hands a few days ago and shouted, "You are all my wings."
"Shameless person.
"When I arrived at Fengshan Temple, I finally had someone to support me. Senior Brother said that there was Kongang Temple standing behind us and there was nothing to be afraid of. My senior brothers and I got along very happily and became friends. Later, I went to the Dragon Palace."
Bai Shu walked down the mountain step by step. His steps were slow and the distance between each step was exactly the same. Xie Min and Jiang Zhong followed Bai Shu for no apparent reason.
And the sound still continues.
"Chen Jizi, Mei Zhiwen... these martial arts geniuses who are famous in the Three Kingdoms, I had never heard of their names when I was in Fenyin, and I never thought that one day I would be with them in the Dragon Palace in the storybook.
Taiwan competition."
"Beiwei, Human Demons, Miaoyan, Vajra Temple...the more I see, the more confused I become. As a Fenyin, I want to escape from slavery and no longer be whipped. When the zombies riot, I want to live.
, and now..."
Xie Min calculated with his fingers, but came up with no results. He and Jiang Zhong looked at each other, with some confusion on their faces.
"Now..." Xie Min asked tentatively, "What do you want now?"
"the truth."
Baizhu's voice was vaguely calm. He was getting closer and closer to the foot of the mountain, and his expression became more and more relieved.
"I want to know the truth." Bai Zhu spread his hands and smiled, "I want to know who I am."
step--
Before they knew it, they had walked out of the mountainside and were only a short step away from the foot of the mountain.
Bai Shu suddenly froze there and said nothing.
"Remember?"
After a long silence, he suddenly turned around and smiled at the frowning Xie Min, "That's what I told you."
"...It must be a boy to be so cute?"
"...Go away!" Baizhu broke through the power in a second and became angry, "What are you thinking about all day long?!"
Xie Ming "..."
"It's me, it's me first, I'm obviously the one who came first..." Seeing Bai Shu turn his gaze over, Jiang Zhong twisted for a while, then said in a low voice, "No matter--"
"That's enough!" Bai Zhu interrupted helplessly.
"He's a genius." He sighed, hating the iron that cannot be transformed into steel. "Genius!"
"What?"
"I have found my own 'sleep'." Bai Shu took a step forward calmly, his eyes neither sad nor happy. "Next, I will let you see what a true martial arts genius is!"
boom!!!
As he took the last step, silent vibrations spread out from his body, causing Xie Min and Jiang Zhong who were close at hand to unconsciously take a few steps back.
The young man in white clothes and crown raises his broad sleeves, like a bird flying over the water, spreading its white wings.
